Post by Rosalie Eppes on Oct 6, 2008 22:20:42 GMT -5
Because of her constant transfers between MH and FFU, Rosalie realized that she would be repeating her seventh year. Not that she cared or anything, she was actually planning on it because she came so late last term. However, during her days in Spain, she normally kept to herself. However, she decided to step out of her dorm tonight and explore the crypt.
"Lumos," the brunette muttered quietly as she skulked into the crypt, trying her best to follow the train that was covered with fallen leaves. After getting past the threshold, Rose began to feel slightly freaked out by all of this, seriously, who was she to know if she were to be attacked by something or not. But for some odd reason the Nosferatu didn't really frighten her all too much, actually she found herself deeply fascinated by them.
As she continued to walk further, blue eyes took quick note to the full moon above her head. Seriously, if there was one thing she was worried about, it would be werewolves. "Calm down," she told herself as she found a clearing and sat down on a stump looking up at the stars.
After the initial discomfort, this place really felt calming to her. A homey feeling if you will, either way, she liked it here and would probably find herself spending a lot of time here. However she did wish she would have brought someone with her.
"Memo to self, make friends."
Last Edit: Oct 6, 2008 22:23:53 GMT -5 by Rosalie Eppes
Post by Tempest Maelstrom on Oct 6, 2008 23:43:26 GMT -5
A shadow slinked onward in the darkness, invisible to the naked eye. Only one with senses such as his could even spot him. The silhouette moved along following a woman as she walked through the twilight. She was brave, he had to give her that. He spectated from a distance as she made her way to the crypt, known to be a choice spot for the Nosferatu...
The girl knew nothing of his presence, but he was there, taking in her beautiful crystal blue gaze. He stalked her into a clearing with a gorgeous view of the night sky. "beautiful aren't they... the stars." He whispered in her ear. He stood behind her and ran his icy fingers through her soft brown hair.
Post by Rosalie Eppes on Oct 7, 2008 8:28:12 GMT -5
Upon hearing a familiar voice enter her ears, Rosalie smiled softly as she leaned back into his hand. "Indeed they are," she whispered as she turned to face the male. "It's been a while Tempest," she muttered softly as she remembered the night so very long ago. "So what happened mate? You seemed to have disappeared out of existence," the teen asked as she ran a hand through his violet locks. "I missed you," she whispered softly as a blush crossed her cheeks.
And indeed she had, but she also found it odd that she somewhat fell for the ruby eyed Nosferatu so quickly after the day she met him in the Arch during the second semester last year. However, she had only known the male for one night, so why was she so comfortable around him?
Get a grip over yourself, you only met him once before tonight's encounter! How the hell can you be falling for this guy so quickly! the seventeen year old screamed mentally to herself.
Post by Tempest Maelstrom on Oct 7, 2008 19:49:40 GMT -5
Tempest grinned as the teen leaned into his touch. He felt what would have been a blush fill his lifeless cheeks as he heard her speak of him.
"I have had some things to do, family business if you will. But I couldn't stay away from you for too long m'dear" He added with a toothy grin. As he said this, he cupped her chin in his hand and gently tilted he head skyward. "look..." he said as a shooting star flew through the sky splitting the heavens with its fiery tail...
Post by Rosalie Eppes on Oct 7, 2008 20:00:02 GMT -5
"Well as long as you're back now," she smirked as her gaze followed toward where Tempest tilted her head. The sight of the shooting star was very pretty to look at, and it would have been a bit romantic if they weren't in a graveyard. Then again, it was a bit even then. Lowering her head as she looked around to read a few of the tombstones, she sighed softly. She just realized how foolish it was to have feelings for the violet haired man. Especially when he would long since out live her.
"Can I ask something of you?" she questioned weakly.
Post by Tempest Maelstrom on Oct 7, 2008 20:11:55 GMT -5
Tempest's eyes locked on hers and he was lost in the reflection of the star blazing through the night sky in her crystal stare. Time seemed to stand still, and he was mesmerized by the teens beauty. So young. So innocent. So human... It made him reminisce the days of his adolescence, the days before he was a vampire. Before his curse...
His trance was broken when she looked at him and asked "Can I ask something of you?" He looked at her and smiled. "Anything at all..."
Post by Rosalie Eppes on Oct 7, 2008 20:20:54 GMT -5
Rosalie looked down softly, diverting her eyes from that of her crush. "Tempest promise to to be angry with me for what I'm about to ask," she began shyly as she closed her eyes taking a deep breath. "Would you...sire me?" she asked quietly, barely moving her lips. She wasn't asking for it for eternal youth, however she wanted to be with him for as long as she could. Even if it meant giving up her mortal life.
"Before you say no, please understand that I only ask this because I never want to leave you," she whispered.
Post by Tempest Maelstrom on Oct 7, 2008 20:24:25 GMT -5
He seemed to sense this question coming, and he was ready for his answer. He looked deep into her eyes and put his hands on each side of her face. He pulled her close and kissed her warm lips. He moved his lips to her ear and whispered softly, "Is forever long enough...?"
The Crypt was a dangerous place in Firefox University. Bad things were always seeming to happen there such as a powerful wizard and the Headmaster going at a duel. It was always the haunt of those who had less than good intentions as well. And it was night, which was a particulary dangerous time as well when on or near the grounds of the castle. That was when creatures came out to play and find their victims. Luckily for Rosalie the lycan that stalked the grounds that evening was not one of evil intention towards humans. She was the grandchild of the great Lycan Lord, but did not share his madness or lust for human pain and flesh. In fact she was more a protector of those who resided at the school, which was what brought her towards these two that evening.
Her sensitive nose had smelled Tempest. A vampire on Firefox grounds. In Roan’s mind that didn’t belong at all. And when that scent had twined with that of a human it had awoken the defensive part of the lycaness’ mind. Luckily she was nearby and headed off quickly towards the two. No human would be attacked by a vampire if she could help it, as the hatred for their kind was well inbred in her from Romulus.
The brown-grey wolf headed on swift paws towards Rosalie and Tempest and when they came into view a low growl emitted from her throat. She could see the vampire, for his stench of dead flesh obviously radiated from him, with his hands on the student. Not tonight creature of the damned. The only blood spilt tonight will be yours. Her thoughts probably echoed in their heads but she didn’t care. Roan was well exposed to the trickery of vampires and how they liked to seduce. Apparently this Ravenclaw student was not.
Growling and prowling forward with her golden eyes glowing in the moonlight Roan let her telepathy sink into their minds. Let the girl go. She warned, ready to spring and attack the vampire at any moment.
If this is to end in fire Then we shall all burn together Watch the flames climb high into the night
Post by Rosalie Eppes on Oct 7, 2008 20:59:10 GMT -5
Right as she was about to respond, she heard a voice enter her mind. Now this was a bit odd, and what threat was Tempest to her? Miss, he means no ill intent toward me, she thought hoping that it would get to the lycaness. Reaching for her wand, the teen caught sight of the lycan out of the corner of her eye, prepared to have the violet haired male's back if need be. However, if she still went along with this plan after wards, tonight would be her last night of using magic.
Tucking a dark strand behind her ear, Rosalie closed her eyes briefly as she mentally rolled her eyes. Seriously what was the big deal? Sighing softly as she heard the next command, the brunette narrowed her eyes lightly. "Ma'am, he's not planning on harming me," she spoke aloud as she looked up at Tempest hopefully. "I'm asking for the change, I am willing," she spoke quietly as her grip on her wand tightened.
"Not every vampire or Nosferatu has ill intent toward mortals, and he's a prime example of that. This isn't the first time we have met, nor would it be the last," she defended as she felt herself regain her voice. "So please answer me this, why do you believe that his intentions are evil?" she asked boldly.
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